Patakha Guddi (female)

Haan mitthe paan di gilory. Lattha suit da lahori. Fatte maarti Phillauri. Jugni me(h)l me(h)l ke, kood phaand ke. Chakk chakaudde jaave..... Maula tera maali,.

Future Shit (remix)

You Don't Know What Love Is

You don't know what love is. 'Til you've learned the meaning of the blues. Until you've loved a love you've had to lose,. You don't know what love is..

First Meeting Still Sounding

How Deep Is The Ocean

How much do I love you?. I'll tell you no lie. How deep is the ocean?. How high is the sky?. . How many times a day do I think of you?. How many roses are sprinkled with dew?.

Wee [take 1]

Bernie's Tune [take 1]

Bernie's Tune [take 2]

Bulletproof Love

Man it is what it is,. Can't understand a man if you ain't lived what he lived. Roaches in the crib, Ain't got no food up in the fridge. Plus the crime running' rampant and it's screwing up the kids.

Rise Up

Back on the grind, Molotov bottles and pipe bombs. There's war on the streets like Vietnam. Bodies is flung, enemies hung, capos is killed. Kidnap your family and wives with no guilt.

Twelve Reasons To Die

(RZA). Unable to become immortalized in life. Ghostface became immortalized in death. Creating a mayhem so vast. That the tell of his rampage will be passed down for generations.

Return Of The Savage

In the beginning, it's time for a new chapter. Twelve more reasons to die, after the laughter. It's relevant, the legacy lives on lavash. Ghostface Killah, return of the savage.

Let The Record Spin

I resurrect him, summon the killer. The almighty G.F.K. let's begin. Let the record spin. Let the record spin. Let the record spin. Let the record spin.

Blood On The Cobblestones

Yo, ayo there's war on the street. Blood on the cobblestone. I leave them buried alive just like a fossil bone. Body bags line the streets, reporters reporting.

Rise Of The Black Suits

Young aggressor, born into the life of crime. I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines. Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, G dub stacking figures.

Beware Of The Stare

He spares no one, he was forgotten. But he was somewhere. So beware of the stare of the Ghostface Killah. So beware of the stare of the Ghostface Killah.

Hot Is The Fire

Your head is in the clouds. where stones get thrown. I never knew how. your love was shown. . Hot is the fire burning in the hearts of those who have one.

Next Time

First of all believe it. I know you don't believe it's not a lie. I could do this for the rest of my life. . But the second I'm alone, the second I'm alone.

Die Räder Vom Bus

Die Türen vom Bus gehen auf und zu. Auf und zu. Auf und zu. Die Türen vom Bus gehen auf und zu. Stunden lang. . Die Räder vom Bus, die rollen dahin. Rollen dahin.

10.000 Kleine Pflaster (michael Jackson Rmx) [feat. Manuellsen]

Da hast'e Jahrelang vertraut, dich nackig gemacht.. Zukunft aufgebaut, bis ins Herz aufgemacht.. Hab ihn geliebt fast mehr als mich, bis er meine Freundin nahm, statt mich..